That time though, he didn't refine it but simply limited on rendering it harmless and without a will.
A black lake stood over the sea in his mind when he closed his eyes to concentrate on the meaning that he wanted his mental energy to convey.
'Strong emotions, strong emotions.'
He initially thought that he could use his vengeful feelings for the Balvan family to empower his will but, even if the results were better than during his first refinement, they still didn't meet Noah's standards.
'It seems that those feelings are not selfless enough to reach Ivor's level. He would have gladly sacrificed himself to obtain what he wanted while I want to be alive and well after I kill Rhys. My wellness was one of Lily's wishes after all.'
Noah searched inside himself for stronger emotions and could only find one thing more powerful than his anger for his father.
'I wonder if my ambition will work.'
He focused and remembered the sensations that he felt the first time he gazed at the shining stars during the test for his nature.
He remembered when his most powerful attacks that he spent so much to learn were completely ineffective against a magical beast in the heroic ranks.
He remembered the King of the valley, able to block the exit for its entire pack with its breath.
He remembered Kevin, withstanding uncaringly the spells of the water mage with the might of his body.
And, in the end, he remembered the event that signed the beginning of his journey as a cultivator.
A dragon, a mighty beast that he had only seen in fantasy books, spat a lance made of flames toward him.
He remembered how marveled he was when he first saw the flames shaping themselves to form a piercing attack.
Then, an old man, without any apparent quality, calmly appeared in the air and blocked that attack with one hand.
Thomas Balvan, the first cultivator that he identified in his new life, was the picture of what he imagined as divine in his mind.
'That was when my ambition was born.'
Noah couldn't notice it but his eyes begun to shine as he reviewed those memories, a faint light was emitted through his closed eyelids.
He focused on the emotions that he had felt in that moment and that had accompanied him through all his life.
Then, he imagined a saber, flying horizontally in the sky.
It had never happened nor Noah had ever seen it, it was all his imagination.
The saber ran through the air, cutting everything that dared to step on its way.
Dragons fell from the sky cut in half, mountains were severed, seas were divided.
At some point, even the matter of the same sky could not withstand the saber's sharpness.
It split, showing a black space filled with small shining dots in the distance.
The black lake in Noah's mental sphere was immersed in the sea at that moment.
After three days inside Noah's mental energy, it emerged in a different shape.
It was still black with some shades of blue in its color but it was impossible to consider it a lake anymore.
It was thin, with sharp tips on both sides.
It resembled the body of a saber without its handle.
Chapter end
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